I Know What Love Tastes Like. And Yes – There’s Peanut Butter. Of Course.
Oh look, a picture of a super cute puppy – double tap! Awww, a kitten who thinks she’s a big cat – double tap! What do we have here? Well, that garden is looking beautiful. Tap, tap! And so goes my casual scrolling through my Instagram feed, smiling here and there at adorable things, flowers, sunrises, sunsets, friends’ children, impulse purchases, amusing screenshots, and more. Perhaps it’s because I’ve spent way too much time on Facebook, and was never a huge fan of Twitter, but as of late my favorite social sites have been Instagram and Pinterest. As a very visual person, that makes sense. Plus, they both have tons of kitties and doggies, so that helps!
A few nights ago I was relaxing in my favorite chair, taking a peek at Instagram and seeing the usual suspects. I follow quite a few accounts dedicated to posting dog pictures, so my feed offers a reliable dose of ‘awww!’ And, the dogs were there. The dogs, kitties, sunrises, and so forth. And as much as I appreciated all of these, it was something else entirely that made me gasp and sit up straight in my chair. This wasn’t a smiling child on a swing set. This wasn’t a picture of a fresh manicure. This wasn’t a selfie, or an inspirational quote with a rainbow behind it, or an image of a hand with a ring captioned ‘I said yes!’ This was something different. This was something cookies. This was something Oreos and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. This was something truly spectacular.
The caption on this image of cookies was a spin on Brand New lyrics for ‘Okay, I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don’t.’ And I only know that because I read the caption to my niece and she told me! The caption read, “I’m heaven sent. Don’t you dare forget. I am all you’ve ever wanted, what all the other cookies promised.” And that was all I needed. Before the dog knew what happened, my shoes were on, my wallet was in my hand, and I was on my way to the grocery store with a single mission in mind. I was going to see if those cookies were being honest. I’ve been sold empty promises before, and there was $4 standing between me and the truth. I didn’t wait until I got home. I barely waited until I was back in the car. And I have to tell you… when I took that first bite of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup Oreos, time stood still for a minute. The only things on this earth were me and that cookie, and it was all I ever hoped it could be.
I’ve shared these cookies with some friends and coworkers, and the opinions are a mixed bag. Some people heard angels sing like I did, others aren’t quite as impressed. How about you – have you tried them yet? Let us know what you think in the comments! In the meantime, I’ll be buying enough to make the cashier think I’m hosting a weekly cookie party. (Which I am, and I’m the only one invited!)